Lexine
04-26-2010, 05:15 AM
I figured since it's been a while since I posted a story of my adventures that it's about time to talk about something recent that happened to me.
As some of you girls know, I've been freely going out in girl mode the past couple of weeks since I attended my friend's birthday party at Disneyland in an androgynous outfit. This past week, a friend of mine requested that she wanted to meet the other Alex so we planned to meet up this past Saturday to go have lunch and watch a movie in the afternoon.
So I dressed up in the nicest Spring season clothes that I have and met up with her at this place called Tender Greens. A long line of people stretching out the front door of the restaurant welcomed my friend and I, and it became clear to me very quickly that any sort of conversation that happened between her and I would be heard by the people in front, behind, and around us. I got really conscious of my environment, much more so than before, and I tried to keep my composure and not panic. My femme voice isn't perfect at all... in fact, it's just a slight variant of my male voice, but a tiny bit pitch-shifted and maybe slightly softer, somewhat breathy, and kinda sing-songy.
Long story short, my friend and I ordered our food and the cashier even wrote down "Alice" instead of "Alex" for my name on the order. No one really looked at me strange, even though I was merely wearing a hairband to simulate more hair volume on my head, and I freely spoke to my friend in the best girl mode voice I could be comfortable speaking in, which is to say, not much (in my opinion anyway).
After the delicious lunch and the very enjoyable and cute movie ("How to Train Your Dragon 3D"), my friend decided to text me while I'm driving and it put a smile on my face. It read:
"Btw your breasts seem more natural than implants. I think fact they wrote your name as alice is plus and your right no adams apple."
Regardless of whether or not my Adam's apple or my package showed (they both don't), I was really more worried that my voice would somehow break my facade. Imagine my surprise when for some reason, on that day, people really didn't give a damn about that at all! Society still continues to surprise me...
Oh and on a side note, Kathi - remember when you told me about having close encounters with moms and little girls in the restroom? It totally happened to me at the movie theatre! But I'll save that for another time :)
As some of you girls know, I've been freely going out in girl mode the past couple of weeks since I attended my friend's birthday party at Disneyland in an androgynous outfit. This past week, a friend of mine requested that she wanted to meet the other Alex so we planned to meet up this past Saturday to go have lunch and watch a movie in the afternoon.
So I dressed up in the nicest Spring season clothes that I have and met up with her at this place called Tender Greens. A long line of people stretching out the front door of the restaurant welcomed my friend and I, and it became clear to me very quickly that any sort of conversation that happened between her and I would be heard by the people in front, behind, and around us. I got really conscious of my environment, much more so than before, and I tried to keep my composure and not panic. My femme voice isn't perfect at all... in fact, it's just a slight variant of my male voice, but a tiny bit pitch-shifted and maybe slightly softer, somewhat breathy, and kinda sing-songy.
Long story short, my friend and I ordered our food and the cashier even wrote down "Alice" instead of "Alex" for my name on the order. No one really looked at me strange, even though I was merely wearing a hairband to simulate more hair volume on my head, and I freely spoke to my friend in the best girl mode voice I could be comfortable speaking in, which is to say, not much (in my opinion anyway).
After the delicious lunch and the very enjoyable and cute movie ("How to Train Your Dragon 3D"), my friend decided to text me while I'm driving and it put a smile on my face. It read:
"Btw your breasts seem more natural than implants. I think fact they wrote your name as alice is plus and your right no adams apple."
Regardless of whether or not my Adam's apple or my package showed (they both don't), I was really more worried that my voice would somehow break my facade. Imagine my surprise when for some reason, on that day, people really didn't give a damn about that at all! Society still continues to surprise me...
Oh and on a side note, Kathi - remember when you told me about having close encounters with moms and little girls in the restroom? It totally happened to me at the movie theatre! But I'll save that for another time :)